Given private means sufficiently large to pad them against the moulding buffets of Life, it is extraordinary how little men change in after years from the boys they once were. There was a youth in my house at school named Coote... And he was popularly known as Looney on account of the vain and foolish superstitions which seemed to rule his every action. Boys are hard-headed, practical persons, and they have small tolerance for the view-point of one who declines to join in a quiet smoke behind the gymnasium not through any moral scruples - which, to do him justice, he would have scorned - but purely on the ground that he had seen a magpie that morning. This was what J.G. Coote did, and it was the first occasion on which I remember him being addressed as Looney.